http://slow.writerscafe.org/Rlquayle The original writings of author Becky en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776342305 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 You've wandered all over with me. Patiently. Quietly. Squeezed along with all of my other possessions into the back of a car, like a Tetris piece, you've gone from apartment to house and back again.  Sometimes forgotten.  Left alone in a dark closet, then a damp ba.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rlquayle/1629898/ Isn't it strange, thought the carpenter, that no two pieces of lumber are exactly alike?Though grown of the same mother tree, cut by the same father saw, each piece owns it's unique twists and curves in different ways.Then he stepped back to look at the spindle he had just attached to the ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Rlquayle/1625037/